Doomsday Roulette

"Capture alive?!"

As soon as Hongxiang heard this, his eyebrows shot up.

Under normal circumstances, Hongxiang might have actually agreed with King Huyan's idea. After all, the last time Ye Zhongming came to the Royal City, he had firmly stood against him.

But what was the situation now? The annihilation of his family was imminent, and the only one who could help the posthumous child through this crisis was this person. How could they not treat him with courtesy and still want to capture him alive?

King Hongxiang looked at the highly regarded King Huyan, who had considerable weight among the three eighth-level king zuns, and decided to reason with him first.

"King Huyan, let's not even discuss whether we can capture Ye Zhongming alive. Even if we do succeed, what good will it do? Can he help us fend off the attacks from the Temple of Dawn? Or save the posthumous child from complete destruction?"

Hongxiang had never felt so righteous before; his cheeks were slightly flushed. "You might not have seen the army that the Temple of Dawn is sending to attack us. Do you know? A small supply camp has three thousand men stationed there! Each individual action team has at least four hundred to five hundred people!"

Looking at the elite king zuns and leaders of the super tribe in the room, Hongxiang's voice grew louder. "This means that the army invading our Sanctuary is very, very large! They might even be coming out in full force!"

"What circumstances would lead the Temple to mobilize the entire nation for an attack? It means they want to completely annihilate us!"

Hongxiang's words caused many to turn pale. Although they were aware of the invasion by the Temple of Dawn, they had no idea of its scale. They instinctively thought that this invasion would be like the previous ones, just for pillaging the resources from the posthumous child’s territory before leaving.

"Hongxiang, don't be alarmist. The Temple of Dawn has invaded us many times, and their history of invasion can be traced back a long time. We have been defeated every time, yet they have had opportunities to occupy our territory. Why haven't they done so? I believe even you, having just broken through to level eight, should clearly understand this. Since they didn't do it before, and the situation hasn't changed, why would they want to completely annihilate us? Do you really think our Royal City can be easily breached?"

King Huyan, being a veteran king zun, spoke forcefully and directly refuted Hongxiang, even mocking him for having just recently broken through to level eight, branding him a mere beginner. This made Hongxiang's face turn red and his eyes blaze with anger.

"And the person you mentioned is just a mysterious character with an unclear identity, claiming to come from another world? What a joke! For so many years, has anyone ever heard of another world? I see him as just a Wanderer, a liar with sinister intentions, just like his predecessors! The reason he’s enticed you is to take revenge for what we did to his ancestor when we expelled them from our tribe!"

King Huyan stood up, his voice impassioned, coldly glaring at Hongxiang. "Hongxiang, although you have broken through to level eight and your position as king zun is stable, don't forget that first and foremost, you are a king zun who should prioritize the interests of the posthumous child, not support an unknown outsider."

Then, King Huyan uttered words that struck deeply.

"Ye Zhongming mocked us last time, desecrating the Sacred Pool and insulting our God of All Things. Instead of capturing him, you actually want to help him."

"You wouldn't... deliberately allow half of our warriors sent out this time to be consumed, just to gain his support, would you?"

Hongxiang’s face turned purple with rage. Unable to hold back any longer, he shouted, "Nonsense!"

This king zun was trembling with anger. He had been thinking only of the posthumous child, not caring about the humiliation of being captured by Ye Zhongming, hoping to help his race overcome this crisis.